A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 518 Prefect
In the last few days of the holiday, Harry and the others didn't practice much and began to look forward to the arrival of the new term. Neville reluctantly said goodbye to them and returned to his grandmother. They made an appointment to meet at King's Cross Station.

"Why do you think you've been acting weird recently?" Ron looked at Harry suspiciously, while mercilessly eating Harry's white queen piece.

"Have you?" Harry asked sensitively, shivering.

Ron's eyes widened, "Of course. Let me think about it, you often lose your mind without warning, including the days when you returned to the Burrow. You are not even interested in playing Quidditch with Cedric! Take the initiative to give up the opportunity to Ginny, speaking of which, Ginny is not quite right..."

He looked suspicious, and Harry was embarrassed for a while: "I said, do you have any secrets?"

Hermione sighed behind the book, did Ron finally know, but what he said surprised Hermione, and Ron asked with certainty: "Harry, are you planning to go to Godric's Hollow, and Ginny happens to be Know about this?"

Harry was dumbfounded.

"Why do you think that?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"I guess, I saw Harry staring at the picture in a daze several times," Ron said proudly, but the next second he became serious, "Harry, mother forbids us to go out, at most go to the Burrow to get some air , of course if you must, we can put on the invisibility cloak and apparate back and forth—"

Harry shook his head, "Remus persuaded me not to be impulsive, and I, uh, I haven't thought about it myself yet."

"What's that for?" Ron asked.

"Because, because," Harry took a deep breath, it's time, he thought. "I have mastered three Unforgivable Curses."

"The Unforgivable Curse!?" Ron yelled with wide-eyed eyes, Hermione was also stunned, and the thick book in her hand slipped to the floor, which was completely different from what she thought.

After a long time——

"What do you think?" Harry looked at them anxiously.

Ron slapped Harry on the shoulder hard, "That's too cool, how did you do it? Did Professor Haip secretly prescribe it to you?" He speculated, "It may also be Dumbledore , you have been going out quite frequently recently."

Hermione gave him an annoyed look, "Impossible, the professor would never teach us these spells! Even Aurors in peaceful times would be subject to strict restrictions, as Tonks told me."

Harry hesitated for a moment, but he still spoke out about his anomaly. Starting from the night he came back from the Ministry of Magic, he talked about the special feeling he had when he woke up from the bed. The next morning, Professor Haip took him to test the three spells, and that After that, Dumbledore asked him various questions, and finally he had to walk two memories.

He was short of breath thinking about one of those memories, the one where Ginny was kissing the corner of his mouth, he should get that part out!

But Dumbledore demanded that the memory be as complete as possible, and Harry gave it out as soon as his brain got hot, which made him regret it every time he thought about it.He doesn't really want to talk when he goes out alone with Dumbledore to meet friends now... And Harry doesn't know if he should feel sorry, but he really didn't get many opportunities to be alone with Ginny, which made him inevitably worry about gain and loss, doubt It's self-indulgent.

Ron and Hermione were struggling to digest the startling news.

"So simple? You learned those two spells in less than a morning?" Ron still found it incredible.

"Didn't you listen carefully? Harry is obviously influenced by the mysterious man. The professor just further verified this point. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy." Hermione looked at Harry and said seriously: "Harry, the professor is right , you must not relax your Occlumency training."

Harry mumbled in response.

"This is no joke, Harry, from your symptoms—"

"Symptoms?" Harry said angrily.

"Well, it's a phenomenon." Hermione picked out the words carefully, "Your connection with the mysterious man is getting closer and closer—that's strange, since when did it start?"

"Probably after Voldemort's resurrection," said Harry.

"—but now that it's developed into knowledge of his evil, it's no small matter, Harry," said Hermione patiently. What is the result of the fusion, your personality may change unconsciously, and he may even implant a certain idea in your mind, making you think it is your own idea. Maybe this is what the professor and Dumbledore try to avoid of."

"Then what should I do?"

"Obviously trying to improve Occlumency, and, uh, not allowing yourself to fall into negative emotions." Hermione followed the script, talking about what she read in the book, but these are clichés, "I—we can help You, right?" She looked at Ron, who nodded quickly.

At supper Fred and George told them vividly about the new guards at Swords Castle.

"About a dozen feet high, like enlarged magic puppets, the materials used are more precious, and more spells are used. When they light up, the magic light around them can blind you... When you go to Diagon Alley I can see that there are two standing at the door."

"Are you also involved? What abilities do these guards have?" Tonks, who stayed for dinner, asked with great interest.

Fred sighed, "Professor Haip made it by himself, a week before our anti-spell series, I really want to dig him into our trick shop—" He made a grimace.

Mrs. Weasley looked at him sternly, and he obediently kept his mouth shut, and stopped talking about the words 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes'.But Harry knew that Fred and George had even signed the store contract, which was in Hogsmeade village.

"Only two?" said Harry.

Fred and George looked at each other, "It's a secret."

Harry subconsciously held his breath, "So... there are many?"

"We can't tell, really." Fred said, "There are about a dozen of them outside?" He counted them one by one with his fingers: "There are two at the door, and two more once you enter the door. After that, there are a few sporadically placed on each floor...but these cannot be all."

"That's right," George continued, "Since the professor came out of the laboratory, Fred and I have discovered that several storage rooms are locked, but we can't open them. Only a few people have permission."

He spread his hands.

"We wanted to persuade Penello to let us go in while Professor Haipu was away, but she refused to agree. I guess there must be a magic puppet army inside!"

Fred and George's eyes sparkled with excitement, and Tonks was also interested: "This thing is made very quickly? Maybe I should suggest that the Ministry buy a batch, if it's really a good deal."

"Not yet," Fred dismissed his idea. "Only Professor Haipu can make magic guards. I heard that it involves extremely advanced memory magic...but he is not in the company right now."

"Professor Hemp isn't in the company? Where has he been?" Harry asked.

The twins shook their heads.

"Penello and Cramie should know that they have an emergency way to contact the professor, and Remus should have one too, but we don't always see him."

"Professor is probably off to deal with the Muggle world, which he takes a few days every year," said Hermione.

"He mentioned it to you?"

"Oh, er, I guessed wildly," said Hermione.

When Felix reappeared, it was the last day of the holiday, and he brought three letters.

"I took time to go back to school. Minerva was too busy, so I helped bring the bibliography." Felix said, Harry, Ron, and Hermione each took their own letters and eagerly opened them.

"It's overdue," Ron said as he opened the envelope, "School starts tomorrow."

"Maybe he's too busy. Professor McGonagall has only spent the past two days dealing with school affairs." Harry guessed, he opened the envelope, and there were two pieces of parchment inside. One reminded him of the start of school as usual, and the other was Books to use this year.

"There are two new books to buy," Hermione read, "Standard Spells, Fifth Grade, by Miranda Goshawk; Practical Rune Beginners, by Felix Hemp, Hydes By Tron Vera. Professor, you have a new book?"

Felix nodded slightly.

"Hey, who's the other author?" Hermione asked, staring at the bibliography.

"He is the president of the Ancient Rune Association. You should have met him. He and Professor March have attended classes at the school." Felix explained: "Because of time constraints, Mr. Vera and I simply sorted out The practical magic texts to be used in the five grades are organized into one book according to the difficulty and teaching order, and they will be separated when there is a chance in the future. The teaching materials are published by LCA Publishing House."

"Why is there no Defense Against the Dark Arts book?" Harry asked repeatedly looking at the book list.

"Didn't Sirius tell you?" Felix asked.

"No, he—"

"Did it drop?" Ron shook the envelope, "Hey, there is one, let me see—" He suddenly opened his mouth wide and remained motionless.

"Do you have anything else?" Harry leaned towards Ron strangely. At this moment, Hermione turned the envelope upside down, and a golden-red thing slipped into her palm.Harry squeezed his envelope subconsciously, it was empty.

"Prefect." Ron groaned, "I've been chosen as a prefect."

Ron and Hermione became prefects of Gryffindor House in fifth year.Felix was a little surprised by this result, but after a little thought, he understood Dumbledore's intentions. A prefect is both a right and a responsibility, and Harry has already shouldered too much responsibility.

But Harry obviously still didn't understand, and his heart was empty at the moment, he could only say congratulatory words in pale language, which was far less sincere than Mrs Weasley who came to hear the news.

In fact, no one was more surprised than her, not even the freshly baked prefect himself.

"I can't believe it! I can't believe it! Oh, Ron, this is amazing! Prefect!" She hugged Ron excitedly, dripping water from the wet rag in her hand.She generously promised a gift to her youngest son.

"Can I get a new broom?" Ron asked expectantly.

Mrs. Weasley looked at him with some embarrassment, and then smiled, "Of course, see you later, I'll get Fred and George's shopping list, besides brooms, I also need to buy new books for you, oh, yes, And Ginny's share, that's a lot." She giggled and left.

Ron stopped in place, and after a while, his eyes rolled, "Fred and George will be jealous, they absolutely will! But who cares, I'm a prefect, and I'm going to have a new broom soon oh shit-"

"What's wrong?" Harry asked dryly, as if his voice was coming from someone else.

"I should add more money, take part of the bonus - so I can buy a better broom," said Ron cheerfully, his eyes starting to light up. "Yeah, that's it. I'll go now Tell mom."

"Professor," Hermione asked Felix in a low voice, "Can I call home? Use the public phone in the neighborhood outside? Mom and Dad will be happy to know the meaning of a prefect."

Felix thought for a while, "Well, Miss Granger, you haven't been home for a long time, take this opportunity to spend time with your family, and I'll pick you up later in the evening."

"Then I'm going to pack my luggage." Harry said awkwardly.

He returned to the bedroom alone, the suitcase on the table was open, like a big mouth, seeming to mock him silently.Harry picked up one of the dirty clothes on the bed and sat there blankly, only then did he have time to think.

He'd pretty much forgotten about the prefect, but he couldn't pretend not to see it when it happened.If he had to choose one of them, he would definitely prefer to be a prefect himself, not Ron.Harry felt a little uncomfortable. Did he think he was better than Ron?He didn't want to sound arrogant, so he tried desperately to justify himself.I'm better at Quidditch and better at dueling...but what else?I wasn't far behind Ron in other subjects.But beyond schoolwork - Harry thought indignantly, all the adventures they'd had together, the life and death they'd been through - he'd done so much, Headmaster Dumbledore knew all too well.

But he couldn't help correcting himself, Ron had always stood by him, never flinching even from Voldemort.He doesn't think he has a reason to be an enemy of Voldemort, so Ron seems to be more noble?At this moment, a voice came out of Harry's head, but he took away your honor.

"No, that's what he deserves," Harry whispered to himself, but the voice hummed again, and Harry miraculously understood.You've done more without being understood or rewarded, that voice was sending dark thoughts to him, maybe he should be taught a lesson, with a new spell...

"That's not what I thought," Harry said to himself, "Ron's my best friend." He jumped to his feet, nearly falling over.He panted, and the expression on his face changed rapidly, sometimes seeming to be another person.

"Somebody needs to see the brain." The blank canvas framed on the wall sneered.

Harry stared at the canvas, but there was nothing there, the same evidence he had seen before of clocks shooting screws at people, snuff bottles biting people, display cases coughing out clouds of dust when they opened the doors. Another proof of the Black family's antiquity, purity, and companionship with magic.

"You're wrong," Harry said loudly, but the canvas didn't respond to him.

After a while, Harry heard footsteps, he hurriedly lowered his head, and stuffed the clothes in the box randomly, and Ron came in bouncing.

"Catch up!" he said happily, "I put half of the bonus into it, just enough to replace the sweeping series with the Nimbus 2000, in fact, I can buy the 2001, but I think it should be saved, I still want to buy it What about birthday presents, and in case the company 'Future World' releases a new product... are you alright?"

"That's great, Ron, I mean - you're going to have a good broom in no time, and you can consider joining the team," said Harry, who paused, feeling relieved that the words really came from the bottom of his heart. in one breath.

Ron's smile disappeared.

"I thought it was you, I had no idea—"

"No, that's what you deserve," Harry said firmly, as if with the final word. "You fully deserve the honor of being a prefect. As for me, I've had enough troubles of my own..."

"Oh, well, you're right, maybe Dumbledore didn't choose you for that reason—will he come over today, I mean that inexplicable afternoon tea?"

"Yeah, I think so." Harry was glad that Ron had changed the subject, and also that he was starting school soon without having to eat a stomach full of candied fruit, which made him sick now just thinking about it.

……

In the evening, Sirius returned, and Harry welcomed him beamingly.

"Should I call you Professor Black?"

"You can save that sentence at the dinner party tomorrow." Sirius smiled.

At dinner, he sat next to Felix and whispered, "Felix, I heard you are the guard of the Hogwarts Express train tomorrow?"

"Just one of them," Felix glanced at him, letting a jam jar fly into his hand, "I remember you too."

Sirius turned his head awkwardly: "I'm going to ask for a leave of absence... I will go to work tomorrow."

"Why?" Felix asked curiously, and it didn't seem like he had said it.

"I was going to inspect Azkaban with Amelia today, and set up the anti-thief waterfall by the way, but I received an alarm that a dementor appeared in a Muggle town, which turned out to be a false alarm...

Anyway, uh, I figured—for the sake of the beginning and the end—that when I come out of Azkaban, I'll say goodbye to the past. "

　[Explanation (guess) on how the trio used the Unforgivable Curse in the original book:]

　　First of all, I don't think that just knowing the spell can cast magic.The evidence clearly mentioned in the original work is:

　　The first Flitwick talks about the floating spell, explaining that the spell is related to the casting action of the wand;

　　When preparing for the OWLs exam in the fifth part, it is mentioned that the spell notes need to be reviewed;
　　The series of textbooks "Standard Spells" is basically one book a year, if you just record the spells, there is no need to do so;

　　Advanced spells and black magic require emotional engagement.

　　My personal understanding is that magic should be mobilizing magic power + emotions (vision). As for spells, gestures, wands, etc., they are all to reduce the difficulty of casting spells, not necessary.

　　How did Harry and the others use the Unforgivable Curse?
　　Excluding the bugs in the original book, a reasonable guess (forcible explanation) is that they had a copy of "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" in their hands when they wandered in the seventh year. This book described in detail the method of making Horcruxes.Now that there are even Horcruxes, the content including the three unforgivable curses is naturally out of the question.It is very likely that I flipped through it when I was free...

　　Of course, the above are all speculations, after all, the original book did not mention this paragraph.

　　There is another exception—Harry learned the Cruciatus Curse without a teacher at the end of the fifth grade. I also gave an explanation in this book: if the talent is high enough, you can infer the magic power indirectly by observing other people's spellcasting actions and spells. Adjust the way, and read the spell according to the gourd painting.

　　The above is the opinion of the family and only applies to this book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)